Begin the Holy Grail War with the Sombra Legion

At dusk in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun lazily sprinkled on the reinforced concrete city, making them seem to be painted with a layer of golden light.

The current season has not completely entered winter, but the messenger of winter has poured a chilly prelude into the crowd coming and going on the road, making them wrap their clothes unconsciously.

The humid air and invisible cold wind did not affect the operation of the city. Department stores put up neon signs, and lights were lit in front of convenience stores. The crowd returning home, combined with the noise of the surrounding commercial streets, formed a strange landscape.

Roland let out a long breath, letting his body calm down as much as possible through rhythmic breathing.

He stared at everything around him in a daze, his eyes were out of focus, only blank. Logically speaking, living in the age of information explosion and information explosion, he should be used to all kinds of strange news, true or false. .

He has seen this kind of busy scene for a long time, but in a foreign country, this common scene, combined with the surrounding Japanese signboards and the familiar Japanese of passers-by, still makes him feel subtle.

"This is Japan... So, I have time-traveled?"

Roland, who had just traversed for half an hour, was finally able to accept the fact that he officially joined the army of traversers from his confused mind.

Roland, who considers himself to be extremely healthy both physically and mentally, faced the situation that he was just in his home country, enjoying a normal holiday at home, and the next second, he opened and closed his eyes and came to Japan in a different world, and he couldn't maintain his usual calmness. up.

If it wasn't for the need of work, if he had studied Japanese, it might not just be as simple as being unable to maintain his calmness

Roland once longed for this kind of time travel, but when it really happened to him, the unreal feeling that he couldn't adapt to made him dazed for a long time. Although his previous life was extremely ordinary, it suddenly became unreal To accept and digest this news without exception, Roland felt that he was not so open-minded yet.

However, after examining his own conditions, Roland is not incomprehensible to his sudden time travel.

As soon as he was born, Roland was abandoned at the gate of the orphanage. As an orphan, relying on personal diligence and hard work, after entering the society, his career had just improved, and he traveled to this strange world.

Fortunately, perhaps because of his childhood experience, he and the people around him have maintained a seemingly incompatible relationship, commonly known as the relationship of ordinary friends, and there is no extra concern, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"You can't just sit and wait for something to happen."

Roland patted his face, put aside these messy thoughts, and concentrated more, while scanning the street for useful information, while admiring the exotic scenery.

Old alleyways, new high-rise buildings, bustling commercial streets, independent houses and high-rise apartment buildings are intertwined. The color and design of the walls all carry a kind of old gloom. This characteristic style of the times makes Roland soon realized that this was not the era he was originally in.

The posters displayed outside the passing bookstore made him understand this point even more.

"1993, Japan in the 1990s?"

What are you doing here by yourself? The rise of Wenchaogong? Or go the way of a business tycoon? The retrogression of the times made Roland have infinite reverie. From this point of view, this time travel is not completely meaningless.

However, before showing his grand plans, Roland has to face one very important matter.

"Before starting the journey of life, let's settle your own dinner first."

After subconsciously touching his empty pocket, Roland remembered that his phone was charging on the bedside, and he didn't carry it with him. He was the only one with him.

Only a few small amounts of cash.

Regardless of whether the currency from the old country can be used, even if there is a kind-hearted person who is willing to exchange it for Roland, there is no way for Roland to get a full dinner if the denomination of that digit is exchanged at the exchange rate.

With the burden of reality in front of him, Roland suddenly realized that difficulties followed one after another.

"Speaking of it this way, I am now an illegal immigrant, so I am now a black household. What kind of person is a smuggler?"

In modern society, the popularity of the household registration system makes it impossible to hide. Without an identity certificate, it can be said that there is an unknown risk at any time. From this point of view, Roland will be grateful for the characteristics of the country's social system. In Japan in the 1900s, I am afraid that it has just begun, and the database proposal for the establishment of electronic household registration has not even begun.

Paper records are still the mainstream, and in this day and age, false identities are still rampant.

Although it has nothing to do with Roland, who is new here and unfamiliar with the place, Roland stopped in his tracks and glanced at the two female high school students who were walking together. Flushed, chatting happily.

The weather has turned cold, but the winter sailor suits they are wearing are still unbuttoned, and they are covered with white sweaters that seem to be distributed uniformly.

As a reliable adult male who exercises regularly, Roland would like to add more clothes if possible, but these female high school students are dressed like this in a sweater and a sailor suit on the upper body, and a short skirt on the lower body, which makes people feel uncontrollable 'Won't they be cold? ’ This kind of thinking.

But Roland's eyes still honestly scanned the black stockings under the short skirt, and scanned them twice unconsciously. The slender legs and the black stockings with a slight flesh color look naturally very seductive, so Roland secretly gave them some points in his heart. Liked.

The female high school students didn't notice Roland and were still chatting excitedly. If they didn't plan to go to higher education, they could really immerse themselves in the beauty of youth and enjoy the last happy time before entering the society.

Because the other party was in a group, Roland turned slightly sideways. He didn't want to attract too much attention, so he had to wait for a while, and was forced to hear the chattering of the girls.

At this time, Roland hadn't noticed that the cunning encounter with the goddess of fate had already arrived.

The leading female high school student said to her companions, her tone was full of excitement that could not be concealed, "Isn't there a new commercial street in Xindu? Let's go play together this weekend?" His twin ponytails are also trembling, as if echoing the owner's mood.

And her friend took over the conversation naturally, and seemed to be accustomed to this kind of travel discussion.

"Hey, has it started to be built? It was just a rumor before."

"Of course, I heard that Xindu has already started full-scale construction. There is a big plan for development. Many things have to be demolished and rebuilt to become more modern. It is completely different from our old deep mountain town."

Although it is not a hidden rumor, for ordinary high school girls, going to a new mall to explore is not much different from the joy of an adventurer discovering a new island.

"It's only across a bridge, but there are so many changes. Fuyuki City is also changing with each passing day. But if it's still under construction, are there any stores open? I don't want to go to the Weiyuanchuan Bridge for nothing."

"Don't worry, I've been there before. The commercial street is still under construction, but the shopping malls and parks in front of the station have already opened."

"Really... But, Bell Sauce, do you still have enough pocket money? Last week, you ate a lot of cakes in the family restaurant, and you didn't listen to me if you were told to restrain yourself."

"Well," the female high school student with twin ponytails showed a look of wanting to cry, her ponytails on both sides drooped down, apparently forgetting about this, "I'm going to ask my mother to apply again, and I'll have to listen to a lecture."

Before her companion could comfort her, the ponytails recovered automatically, and before she could continue speaking, her companion tugged at the corner of her clothes.

The pair of ponytails raised their heads, looked at the handsome face of Roland who turned sideways to let them go first, realized how ruined his image was by his loud words before, and lowered his head shyly, but his eyes were still restless It swept across Roland's face.

The handsome yet masculine face is enough to look down on her height. Looking up from below, her eyes are always unconsciously attracted by the pale and slender, but slightly bloody, cherry blossom-like lips.

After a while, she stood there for a while in disrespect, and then realized what a stupid thing she had done, the drooping arc of her flushed face was like an ostrich trying to bury herself in the sand, and then she took her companion's hand , began to run wildly.

But Roland ignored their actions, or in other words, he couldn't care less.

The few words mentioned in the casual conversation of the girls just now caused a storm of thinking in Roland's mind.

He is very familiar with the word Fuyuki City.

Rather, in the original world, anyone who has watched the fate series will not be unfamiliar with it.

The catastrophic features of the city itself are enough to leave a deep impression on people, but when the city really appears in front of your eyes, the meaning behind it is even more terrifying.

"Could it be, is this a type moon?"

As a big ip that already has many derivative works, although Roland is not a fanatic fan, he is no stranger to it. Holy Grail, Heroic Spirit, Magician, the images of those characters keep flashing in Roland's mind.

"I can't draw conclusions like this, but if those two high school students are not game fans..."

Roland shook his head, suppressing the arbitrary thoughts in his heart, and he did not deny his luck.

"More investigation needs to be done before it gets completely dark."

His hand unconsciously groped in his pocket, and skillfully took out the last hard candy. Roland unconsciously peeled off the candy wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, calmed down through the sweet taste, and searched for it. The location of surrounding shops. He still needs more information.

Grinding the candy in his mouth with his teeth, Roland embarked on another journey of exploration towards this unknown city. However, he himself did not notice that compared to the last depressed exploration, the corners of his mouth twitched. Obvious curvature.

After going through the magazines in the bookstore, newspapers, and the answers from passers-by in different neighborhoods, Roland got the answer before the street lights on the street came on.

This is indeed Fuyuki City, not only that, but Roland also got many new surprises. After pretending to be a newcomer, the enthusiastic Fuyuki citizens recommended him a strange place like Liudong Temple, and they were still in the process of talking. , under Roland's deliberate guidance, he also introduced the famous families here.

After learning about the Tosaka family and the Matou family, Roland has no doubts. The only thing he has to do now is to find the most critical information in the scattered memories.

"When was the Fourth Holy Grail War held?"

Roland's eyes became serious. Leaving aside the danger of Xingyue itself, the small city of Fuyuki was generally relatively peaceful outside of the Holy Grail War, but it was completely different during the Holy Grail War.

Tonight, without violating the rules, Roland is obviously going to sleep on the street. Compared with a homeless man, he only looks more decent now. If he is facing ordinary people, Roland still has confidence, but those who have mastered There is no hope of confronting the mysterious magician at all. Although he learned through conversations with passers-by that there are no serial murders or gas explosions nearby, Roland still cannot feel at ease.

"How about going to the embassy for help tomorrow?"

Roland was thinking about the future. He was not a self-defeating person, but in such a predicament, it was inevitable that he would think about the golden finger that is theoretically necessary for a traveler.

No matter what, you have to move forward.

The moment he had this thought, a magnificent bell rang in his ears.

It seemed that there were a thousand people, ten thousand people, and the voice of praise echoed in his mind at the same time, conveying a thought.

"The Ark of the Dead has been successfully activated."

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